Day off translates to yoga, boozy lunch and homemade dinner. My friend that I am living with takes very good care of me. Always insisting that I eat. He always asks if I have eaten and if I have not, he shares what he is eating or makes me something.
I am spoiled. I know. Last night, he made tenderloin, roasted potatoes, asparagus and mushrooms. I had a few bites of steak and focused mainly on the sides. I had thrown together a salad before picking him up. As we enjoyed our meal, I decided I should make him dinner for a change. And not my default dinner of salad. I have done that a few times. Imagine his dismay when he is presented greens as dinner when he goes all out in that department. It's not that I can't cook or feel uncomfortable in a kitchen. Neither of these things are true. I choose to dine out or make simple fare. It has always been my way. I think since I have worked in restaurants the majority of my life I rarely have a full refrigerator. I tend to go to the market often to pick up items that I will need to make for a meal. I don't plan meals on a weekly basis.
So, tonight I will make cheese enchiladas, margaritas and guacamole. Instead of buying a store bought enchilada sauce, I am making my own. Of course, my friend is hesitant about this. He inferred that he would dine at work to avoid my kitchen efforts. I told him I would buy pizza or middle eastern if the enchiladas were a disaster.
I took a break from yoga and found some difficulty in returning. I haven't felt the need to go yet I missed it desperately. Unmotivated, I wallowed in my inability to choose a studio. Finally, I decided to check out another introductory offer at a studio. The manager was welcoming, informative and overall, I like the vibe of the place. It's a heated studio with power vinyasa and they have music to accompany the classes. Or so I thought. Today's class did not have music and the instructor had the DJ voice. He was annoying and I need to make sure that I skip his classes in the future.
I met Jenn for lunch and a catch up session. We have been unable to connect for about six weeks due to schedules and travel. She is a busy gal with an ever changing work schedule. Thankfully, we were able to meet for a quick bite and some mimosas. I dropped her off at her house and went grocery shopping for my dinner. I figure I can wait a bit longer before starting the enchilada sauce. I should probably take my contacts out to avoid touching my eyes later with any chiles.
If the enchiladas don't work, I suppose pizza is the solution.